Feline Beast: Triumphs big cat sure looks the part in striped gold. Whiskered growl in its triple powerplant and decent claws to bite a roadway. Big set of panniers, heated grips, tall saddle: ready for a jaunt through the sub-continent or a saunter amongst suburban traffic. ($2,800 currently on Craigslist)
“The Tiger goes from strength to strength!”
Monkeynaut: a Etsy sourced linocut printer has an efficient graphic in B&W illustrating a bony feller racing through a poplar backed countryside.
Contemplating a small fairing for the front of the Bonnie… Starting to look at options.. This Emgo/Acme type is a basic headlight mounted item.
The geometry may be a little high. But I can lower the light mounting ears a bit. This 750 is acting as a handy mock-up for me.
This, below, however would be the right direction! Fixed to the main frame and classic shape.
Everyone loves a performing monkey: just dress him in a ringmasters outfit, drop a Turkish fez on its little head and off hex wheels around the stage. Stop! It’s just plain wrong and a little creepy. They’re mischievous simian mammals that should be left in the lush tropical rainforests. But these wind-up tin toys a a bit of fun.
It’s still a good name for a motorcycle club!
Salt Speedster Superstar: here’s the perfectly posed racing lass Gina Morill Olson with her Fez Monkey Racing’s Bonneville under a crystal blue sky atop The Flats in Utah. The teams money raising efforts included this Rosie The Rivetter inspired patch and sticker. Cool Stuff!
1988 saw Norman Hyde bring forth his reframed twin and triple Triumphs to speed stably along the motorways of Thatchers Britain. Good tyres, good brakes, better engine balance and a whiff of fine engineering and the Harrier was born.
Good on the track too; its prowess derived from a knowledge of running the triple racers in the early sixties.
The newer Hinckley version is a fettled brute. Keep your Thruxton I’ll take one of these sir!
Beck’s is all Highland cool now with his own designer label whisky which glugs from an oversized azure aftershave bottle being slugged by a bevy of oh-so pretty rich Mac-yuppies.
The Guy Richie directed mini-film shows off the lochs, glens and castles to beautiful effect and our lad David has a nimble little Triumph to cavort over the heather.
“William Wallace whur are ye!”
Sometimes you’ve just got to keep a tight grip on things. And hope the crazy ride will settle down at some point or other.
..if all else fails just make sure you’re wearing your leathers and helmet!
Laughing! 
Riding! 
Racing! 
Old Wild West Beetling!
Hangin’ out with the cats.
Paul Newman
A madcap recreation of the renowned speed run record carried out by Rollie Free in 1948 aboard what has become known as ‘The bathing suit bike’. A Vincent Black Lightning was used then but this dedicated speed freak is on an early 70’s Triumph Bonneville to capture glory. It won’t reach the 150mph Vincent record but it shown nerve and pluck.
Just been to see a great film: The Martian starring Matt Damon in the titular role also known as Mark Watney. Directed by Ridley Scott and based on a marvelous book by Andy Wier it tells the survival difficulties of an astronaut stranded on Mars in a fictional, though truly believable mission to the red planet. Two Thumbs Up! Go see it!
In other news: Jason Bourne can ride a mean motorcycle…
Our zig-zag sweltered pal is 65 today. Yup Good Ol’ Chuck Brown can claim Medicaid. And seeing that it’s October we can recall his time as a motocrosser complete with pumpkin helmet.
His little scrappy #13 worked its way around the course in slow but sure fashion to claim victory.
Snoopy and peppermint Patty were in fine competition, unknowing that Charlie B would chunter along to win.
Three Triples lined up: white, green & black. Like some dollar bill waiting to be spent.
Schoolhouse Rocks
Written by Blind Melon
Three is a magic number
Ya it is, it’s a magic number
Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity
You’ll get three
As a magic number
The past, the present, the future,
Faith, and hope, and charity,
The heart, the brain, the body,
Will give you three,
It’s a magic number
It takes three legs to make a tripod or to make a table stand,
And it takes three wheels to make a vehicle called a tricycle
And every triangle has three corners,
Every triangle has three sides,
No more, no less,
You don’t have to guess
That it’s three
Can’t you see?
It’s a magic number
A man and a woman had a little baby
Yeah they did
And there were three in the family
And that’s a magic number
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
J.R.R. Tolkien
Viggo ‘Strider’ Mortensen
…riding a ‘Bone’ ville! A chopper from hell with a laughing ghoulish rider. The Egyptian Serif’d font of the Triumph logo is a great touch hinting a a sixties custom shop quality. The semi-psychedelic poster font header reinforces it.
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